Searching for a Trail

Surprised By Evening by Robert Bly There is unknown dust that is near us Waves breaking on shores just over the hill Trees full of birds that we have never seen Nets drawn with dark fish. The evening arrives; we look up and it is there It has come through the nets of the stars Through the tissues of the grass Walking quietly over the asylums of the waters. The day shall never end we think: We have hair that seemed born for the daylight; But at last the quiet waters of the night will rise And our skin shall see far off as it does under water. Rachel Lauren Myer's Links Mentions: Memezine Elise Tran Robert Hass Brenda Hillman Ada Limon Matthew Zapruder Wild Roof Journal The Archetypal Artist M.C. Schmidt Here Poetry Journal Jason Labbe Lamp Lit Chuck Tingle Gabriel Garcia Marquez R.M. Haines - Out of Its Wooden Brain Erin Belieu Lucas Restivo Battlestar Galactica Good people doing good things ---> Random Acts' Lantern Fund, How to Help MN Master List , How to Perform an Act of Kindness Locally Food Not Bombs, INARA, MAP, Islamic Relief for Palestine, The Ghassan Abu Sittah Children's Fund Legacy of War Foundation UNHCR, *I own and profit off nothing in this bizarre hubristic venture. It is a vehicle for expression, education, and artistic play (probably a little bit of a humiliation kink too if we're being honest here lol). **Hey hey, btw, all those do gooders I link to? They have no idea who I am and have nothing to do with me (and I like it that way). I just think they're neat. ***My sounds and music comes from Epidemic Sound. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.